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without blood or tears~

February 2012

distanttracesofbeauty started following you

ryuu—chan: !!!! I-I…. ….. (I would have died for you, too… I even swallowed that necklace, but…) Chief is a great defense attorney, Dollie. I… I don’t believe that she would have done anything bad like that! Ms. Fey… Oh, Feenie, if only you could understand…she uses her feminine wiles to get what she wants and has everyone eating out of the palm of her hand. She’s...

returnfromhell: [Squints eyes.] Jesus. Just got these things pimped. Don’t go breaking them with such eye searing pink, doll. Bleugh. So you can finally look upon the face of your enemy head-on, now?~

returnfromhell: Took a walk. Just.. looked at everything. Christ, it’s been so long. Feels like the world’s been dipped in a paint bucket or a.. grey fog’s been lifted. Sounds sappy, but I couldn’t care less. This place is god damn beautiful.

iamnotdeadthankyou asked: ((Why wouldn't we play with you~? Seriously, you're loads of fun!! You are fun on a bun~!!!))

I WAS SO…CLOSE…!

misterpianoman: iamnotdeadthankyou: distanttracesofbeauty: Ah—!!! To say the least, she isn’t at all prepared for Phoenix’s swift recovery. Everything goes black as Dahlia’s medium is knocked senseless, and the angry spirit floats above the girl’s prone (and heavily bloodstained) body. Blue flames crackle at the ghost’s waist, and her eyes are empty and white. Phoenix Wright…how dare...

misterpianoman: iamnotdeadthankyou: Mia’s body tumbles away from her attacker. Lord knows she’d need a cleaning crew for this mess later. It was worse than the first time she almost died. Mia was lucky to somehow be alive. Count it up to her spirit energy or something. [There’s a loud noise and a searing pain in his shoulder, but he can’t bring himself to care at the moment, adrenaline...

timetochangeyourfate started following you

timetochangeyourfate: Ha ha, clever. You know exactly what I mean. I’m afraid that I don’t know~

timetochangeyourfate started following you

timetochangeyourfate: It wouldn’t be something I’m not already used to. I want to make something clear here: you may be a pretty face, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to immediately fall for any tricks you may pull. What tricks?~ “Ghost tricks?” Teehee!~ Dahlia giggles at her own little joke.

timetochangeyourfate started following you

timetochangeyourfate: Do you have enough of your heart left to tell me your name? Or am I going to have to struggle to figure it out myself? Fine, I’ll tell you. I suppose you aren’t the Sissel I know, then. My name is Dahlia, and I apologize for the inconvenience.

timetochangeyourfate started following you

timetochangeyourfate: I wish I could say I was “playing”, but unfortunately this isn’t a one-man play. I really don’t know who you are. You wound me…oh, my poor little heart…!

timetochangeyourfate started following you

timetochangeyourfate: … You know me, huh? And what’s the name behind that pretty face? Of course I know you. Are you playing around with me… Or do you really not know who I am? I-I’d be terribly sad if that were the case…

timetochangeyourfate started following you

timetochangeyourfate: (… Something tells me this lady has some dirty secrets.) Hello, Sissel~

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knivesofnacre: [At the word “sister”, The child feels a small twist in his heart, but he pushes it off. This is Dahlia, he reminds himself- He’s heard worse from her before.] I’m sure you’ll forgive me if I don’t believe you. Hm? Dahlia giggles a little. I just thought it was funny, that’s all~

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knivesofnacre: What do you want, Dahlia? Teehee~ Nothing, sister, dear.

iamnotdeadthankyou: distanttracesofbeauty: iamnotdeadthankyou: distanttracesofbeauty: kingofprosecutors: youngmissfey replied to your post: misterpianoman: kingofprosecutors replied to… (( GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP! )) //But you and Dahlia and Hobo are too amazing. ;A; ((dsfgd nah but i hate to be that guy—i have to go to sleep D:)) ((SLEEEPPP!!! <3 Be that guy. Sleep. You need it....

misterpianoman: [His breath hitches in his throat when Dahlia is finished speaking, and Phoenix knows that he has but moments to react. Moments to do what he hadn’t been able to do all of those years ago; to save Mia. It’s with a low growl that he turns the knife over in his hand, the flat of the blade against his arm. At the very least, he’ll have something with which to hit her. Knock her out...

iamnotdeadthankyou: distanttracesofbeauty: kingofprosecutors: youngmissfey replied to your post: misterpianoman: kingofprosecutors replied to… (( GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP! )) //But you and Dahlia and Hobo are too amazing. ;A; ((dsfgd nah but i hate to be that guy—i have to go to sleep D:)) ((SLEEEPPP!!! <3 Be that guy. Sleep. You need it. Killing people is a tiring job~ ,3 X’D We can...

kingofprosecutors: youngmissfey replied to your post: misterpianoman: kingofprosecutors replied to… (( GO THE FUCK TO SLEEP! )) //But you and Dahlia and Hobo are too amazing. ;A; ((dsfgd nah but i hate to be that guy—i have to go to sleep D:))

misterpianoman: [And take in the scene, he had. Pulse racing, he now crouches beside the desk, though he’s not entirely out of range, cursing the fact that the office has such an open layout. Voice shaking just slightly, he speaks, hand tightening on the grip of his knife.] Let her go, Dahlia! Let her… [He trails off then, the realization that Dahlia is most likely in a medium’s body suddenly...

misterpianoman: [Finding the door unlocked, Phoenix is quick to fling it open, blade drawn though his hand is shaking. The first thing to greet him is that old, familiar scent. Blood. Mia’s blood. It’s then that he sees them, his eyes fixing themselves on the two, bloody women before him, before moving down to rest on the gun in Dahlia’s hand. And then, he tries to dodge.] She doesn’t...

misterpianoman: [It’s a few minutes after the urgent messages that have been sent to him that Phoenix arrives at the “agency”, legs and lungs burning from exertion as he makes his way to the door. He doesn’t hesitate before trying the handle, praying to every god out there that it’s unlocked, his free hand going beneath his hoodie for the knife that Apollo had gifted to him— an illegal blade,...

misterpianoman asked: ((Lolol okay asking you instead. What should I doooo? If anything~))

iamnotdeadthankyou: It wasn’t like Mia could respond to Dahlia and tell her that she’d remain in limbo just to ruin Dahlia’s life. Her blood still poured from her. Mia knew she shouldn’t have forgotten the salt or holy water. Either way, Mia Fey was dying, the miracle wasn’t happening it seemed. … Dahlia suddenly feels…almost empty. Now that her rival was out of the picture, what...

iamnotdeadthankyou: Mia needed a turnabout hero and fast. Both her stomach and shoulder bleeding. Her limp unconscious form cradled in her cousin’s arms. Her wallet slipped from her pocket. The Fey did hold to some old memories. Ones of when they were younger. There had been times were Mia Fey deeply hated her cousin, but others where she missed those days in Kurain. Today just wasn’t Mia’s day....

iamnotdeadthankyou: “You’ve killed my Godot already…I promise, you wont win.” Mia fell to the ground. With the last bit of her strength, Miss Fey using one hand attempts to thrust the stick in to her cousin’s gut before everything goes black. I think I already have. Swiftly, Dahlia sidesteps the last attempt at fighting back and giggles as the kendo stick clatters to the floor. She then...

iamnotdeadthankyou: Mia’s felt the searing hot pain rip through her stomach. Her kendo stick moving to support her. “Dahlia….You know….you kill me…I’ll still win…I’ll still defeat you in death…” Her knees growing weak. The attorney lowered herself to her knees in agony. You won’t. I’ll rid the world of your precious beau and your sister, and then Feenie. Easy enough~ Dahlia...

iamnotdeadthankyou: “You know…That noose looked good on you.” She knew she was losing blood. Mia swung her kendo stick with one hand, hoping to buy herself a little time. She knew she’d have to go to the hospital soon if she were to have a chance. Ah ah!~ Careful. Move too quickly and you’ll bleed out faster. Dahlia giggles and fires the gun again, aiming for the attorney’s...

acespadepi: Ain’t anythin’ t’apologize for. Are you gonna be alright gettin’ home like this? I-I will. Again, I’m very sorry for troubling you. This isn’t how I’d hoped our first meeting would be…

Oh my goodness!~

john-marston: “Only if you were to do me harm first, Ma’am.” He was being perfectly honest with her. I wouldn’t dream of it.

acespadepi asked: (( Your bloodied Dahlia pics are unnerving, to say the least. ))

acespadepi: You collapsed. [His face returns to the neutral calm he’s been trying to maintain throughout the encounter.] Y’sure y’don’t need to see a doctor or anything, Miss Dahlia…? O-oh… No, I-I’m just fine. Thank you… Her lip quivers ever so slightly, as if she’ll start crying at any moment. Oh, Mr. Spade, I’m so very sorry!

askdiego: #i imagine every dahlia post in sinead’s dahlia voice #admin post

Oh my goodness!~

john-marston: “I wouldn’t recomend it.” He chuckled. You wouldn’t hurt a harmless little thing like me, would you? Her voice lilts and teases him as sweetly as possible. I couldn’t imagine it.

iamnotdeadthankyou: Mia swung her kendo stick at the pistol. The bullet hit her in the left shoulder, her hand dropped from her stick. “You have some sick fetishes, Dahlia.” Tsk, tsk~ You can still die like that. There’s a major artery in your shoulder, Mia Fey, if you weren’t already aware. I’d love to watch you bleed.

acespadepi: !!! [He kneels down, removing his hat and using it to fan her.] H-hey, c’mon…! ~ Jeez… what’s with this girl…?? ~ For dramatic effect, Dahlia doesn’t stir for at least two minutes. When she does, she looks as plaintive and helpless as any heroine in an old melodrama. Wide-eyed and pale, the redhead blinks up at the man fanning her face. Oh my goodness…wh-what...

hishighleafiness asked: Hey, lady! Stop picking on...

bittertasteofcoffee: Hey, you Demon. Stop badgering ‘im. Not very lady-like of you. From now on, I should type with a red font colour to stop you from bothering me.

Oh my goodness!~

john-marston: “Looks ain’t everything, Miss Dahlia. I’m a seasoned killer.” Though she’s tempted to say the same thing, she won’t ruin the surprise. I suppose you’re right. I don’t think I’d like to get on your bad side.

hishighleafiness asked: Hey, lady! Stop picking on...

hishighleafiness: I mean it, lady! You’re being mean to her and you’re gonna stop it right now or else! How about I light you on fire and watch you burn?~

acespadepi: S’pose it’s understandable, given the circumstances. [He shakes his head.] I’ll not press further on it. ~ Once I get back, I’ll have to read further on that case. Prolly a good reason she’s that traumatized… ~ … (He’s going to look into it, the bastard… I have to do something, fast!) Dahlia decides to change the subject by “collapsing” to the...

Oh my goodness!~

john-marston: “Well, Miss Dahlia, I do a little bit of everything. Currently, I’m workin’ on raising a ranch, and a family. But, I do some Bounty Hunting on the side to help out around here. It’s not an honest job, but I get a fair amount of money for the idiots I bring in.” Bounty hunting? (Intriguing.) You don’t look like a dangerous man~

hishighleafiness asked: Hey, lady! Stop picking on my mama!! (▼皿▼#)

acespadepi: [Astor smiles faintly, slipping the card back into his hatband.] Yeah, well, ain’t exactly accustomed t’folks getting ill from talkin’ t’me. I’m very sorry to have frightened you… It’s just that what happened to me long ago brings up painful memories.

iamnotdeadthankyou: “I mean this whole obsession with killing me. Dahlia, I do think it’s time to give up on me.” Never. With a twisted laugh, Dahlia fires the pistol.

Oh my goodness!~

john-marston: “I would strongly advise against that, Ma ’am. But, seeing as it’s not much my choice, I wouldn’t mind havin’ a lady friend around. Seein’ as most of my friends,aren’t sweet ladies like you, this’ll be something nice for a change.” He didn’t want to refuse such an offer from a sweet little lady like her. She seemed more delicate than the flowers she was looking for. Teehee!~ The...

iamnotdeadthankyou: “Honestly, can’t you be more civilized?” Would you consider bludgeoning civilized? Shooting you is the much more merciful option, which in my opinion, you don’t deserve.

acespadepi: [A quick nod, one hand in his pocket, the other fiddling with what appears to be a playing card.] If y’sure, of course… It really has been too long since she had a man eating out of the palm of her hand. Look at him—he’s practically terrified that she’ll keel over! Of course. How kind of you, to be so concerned…I think that’s very sweet. Dahlia...